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Kin no Shuichi

Written by:
Chochowilliams

Disclaimer: I do not
own Gravitation or the characters from it.� I do not make any money from the writing of
this story.

Summary:� Things were good.� Or so Shuichi thought, but one mistake by
Eiri could throw everything they�ve worked so heard for out the window.

Chapter Summary:� It�s White Day and Eiri has a surprise for
his husband.

Warning: M/M,
romance, angst, OOC-ness, language, Shuichi/Eiri, implied Eiri/oc, implied
Shuichi/oc

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A/N:� Thank you to lilgurlanima, Miyabi-Elegance, Acherona,
tinlizzie81592 for your reviews.

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Chapter 7.4: A Gravitation White�s Day

A Month Later

It was easy to locate the
florist where that absurdly large bouquet was sent from.� Turned out the shop was right down the
street.� Some mom and pop place that�s
been in business going on sixty years.�
The current owner, the great grandson the founder, couldn�t identify the
person who sent Shuichi the flowers on Valentine�s Day.� Just that it was a man in his mid-twenties
who paid cash.� That this guy paid for
the bouquet in cash surprised me.�
Personally, I�ve never bought flowers- for any occasion- but I know how
expensive they can get, depending on the arrangement and type of flower.� Roses especially can get a little on the
pricey side.� Why someone would be
walking around with thousands of yen on him was beyond me.� The guy was lucky not to get mugged.� But that got me thinking.� Who was this guy and why would he be sending
my Shuichi flowers as if it were his right?�
A fan?� Possible.� Usually, though, things of that nature were
delivered to NG productions.� So, then,
who was it?

An image of what�s his name�s
face popped into my mind.� That old
friend of Shuichi�s.� Could he have sent
them?� The flowers did arrive a month
before that guy showed up to ask Shuichi to appear in his adult magazine.� He didn�t say anything about the bouquet.� But if he had an ulterior motive, would he
have?� Probably.� So, if it was not him, then who?� Could Shuichi have a secret admirer?

That thought made me
angry.� Very angry.� Shuichi was mine.�
Mine!� How dare someone even entertain the notion of trying to steal
him away from me.� Whoever the culprit
was, he better stay an unsolved mystery because I swear to God that I�ll kill him!

Bastard!

Shuichi and I�We�ve had our
ups and downs.� Not too long ago, we had
our biggest obstacle to date.�
Thankfully, the two of us were able to scale that mountain.� While we had a long way to go to get safely
to the bottom, together the two of us, Shuichi and I, were walking that
path.� I�d do whatever I could to keep my
Shuichi at my side.� Anything.� Even overlook his little indiscretion.� Wasn�t Jesus who proclaimed, �Let he who is
without sin, cast the first stone�? �So,
who am I to punish Shuichi for a crime that I myself committed?� That obstruction that hindered our way was
now behind us and I was not going to let some lowlife scumbag waltz right in
and destroy all my hard work.

I said before that I would do
anything for my Shu-chan.� And I meant
it.� Even if it meant acting �out of
character� (whatever that means because nobody acts one certain way all the
time, not even me).� So, what exactly
does that mean?� What did I do?� You�ll see.

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I hid just out of sight.� My lithe baka
was home.� Finally.� Shuichi�s job was not a nine to five
job.� He did not have a set
schedule.� There was no office he went to
five days a week.� He did not work a
forty hour work wee with mandatory overtime during the summer.� Most of the time, Shuichi was home.� Some times when he was in need of
inspiration, he ambushed me or took a stroll through the park.� The only time Shuichi was in the studio was when
Bad Luck was recording and during that short time, the hours he was there
varied.� Some times just a few hours and
other times Shuichi spent the entire night in the studio.� Those were the days when it was impossible to
make any sort of plans and unfortunately, today, of all days, was one of those
times.

Damned brat.� I should kick his ass.

�Yuki!�

Should I answer back?� A devilish idea not to say anything entered
my mind, but it was only fleeting.� If I
wanted to get any nookie tonight, I had to play nice.

�Yuki?� You here?�

I could hear the shuffling of
his slippered feet against the floor.� He
was drawing near.� Closer.� Closer.

�What�s�?�

Smirking, for I knew what he
found, I crept out of the kitchen and made my way towards Shuichi quiet as a
ghost.� He was standing at the dining
table with his back to me.� Instead of calling
out to him, I stood there and admired his slim backside.

His firm buttocks were
encased in a pair of tight blue jeans.�
And dear God he was wearing that belly shirt of his.� Talk about a gay shirt.� I thought I burned that damned thing.� Despite his choice of attire (at least it was
normal clothing and not that annoying Tokyo
street style, which I detest) my baka was too cute.� Tell him I said that and I�ll hunt you down.

Shuichi turned slightly to
the right.� What he held came into
view.� It was a slim square package
wrapped in silver gift wrap.� When light
bounced off the wrapping paper, it shone with an iridescence more brilliant
than a diamond.� Attached to the present
was single beautiful rose.

�Awe, wow,� Shuichi breathed.

He pulled the rose out of the
ribbon that was wrapped around the present and held it up to his nose.� A smile blossomed across his face.� I couldn�t help it.� My chest swelled so much it hurt.� I had to catch my breath to keep from�I�m not
sure what, but I�m sure I would have embarrassed myself.

With a giggle (I still can�t
believe he does that), Shuichi secured the rose behind his right ear.� It was a good thing there were no
thorns.� Knowing Shuichi, he wouldn�t
have noticed them until he started bleeding.�
Shuichi then pulled off the ribbon and dropped it onto the dining room
table.

I was starting to get
impatient.� Me.� Can you believe it?� Usually Shuichi tore at the gifts he
received.� Just like a child on Christmas
morning.� This time the damnable brat
very carefully pried the gift wrap open.�
I swear to God I think he knows I�m here watching, waiting and is taking
his sweet time just to torture me.� If
that�s the case, I will strangle him.�
And I don�t mean in that kinky, S&M way either.� Finally, though, the shiny silver wrap was
off and on the floor where he dropped it when he froze.

�Oh.� My.�
God.�

I chuckled.� �I take it-�

Shuichi gasped and jumped a
mile.

�-you like it?�

Spinning, his wide violet
eyes swimming in tears, Shuichi clasped the CD to his chest.� �Oh, Eiri!��
With a running start, Shuichi flung himself at me.

Unable to maintain my balance
with an extra hundred pounds suddenly tossed into my arms (though I should have
seen it coming), I stumbled backwards and then tumbled to the floor.� Hard.�
The jarring impact jolted through my entire body.� And then I couldn�t breath.� For Shuichi was, quite literally, squeezing
the life out of me.

�Thank you!� Thank you!�
Thank you!� Thank you!� Thank you!�
Thank you so much Eiri!� I love
it.�

He slammed our lips
together.� Then he was gone and I could
breath.

Rubbing my sore neck, I got
to my feet and watched Shuichi dance around the table in glee.� So much energy.� Should come in hand later.� The innuendo had my pants feeling a little on
the tight side.

�Oh, God, Eiri!� Where did you get it?� This was a limited edition collector�s
series!� It was sold out within hours it
was released!�

�I have connections,� I
admitted with a nonchalant shrug.�
Walking to the table, I pulled out a chair and sat down.

I don�t think he heard
me.� The baka was practically drooling over the CD.� Guess it was a good idea to call in that
favor.� He owed me.� Big time.

�Ya know, I stood in line for
two days when this came out?�

Nothing surprised me anymore
when it came to Shuichi and Nittle Grasper.�
If I wasn�t absolutely dead certain that Shuichi was inexplicably in
love with me, I�d be blind with jealousy over his obsession.

�I listened to this CD over
and over again.� Practically had it
memorized.�

Of course.� Not much of a life when it came to Shuichi�s
favorite band.� �I hear a �but�.�

Shuichi gave a laugh.� �I ended up annoying Maiko with how much I
listened to it.� So, one day, she snapped
and tossed it in the garbage disposal.�

My lips twitched in amusement.� �Really.��
She had some balls.� I envy
her.� If I did that, I would be forced in
celibacy for God knows how long.�

�I swear to God,� Shuichi
laughed.

Go Maiko.

Shuichi lowered the CD and
glanced over the table at me.� A serious
expression slipped over his face.� �Thank
you Eiri.� Really.� This means a lot.�

I smiled at him.� I just could not help it.� When he becomes so sincere like this, I could
deny him nothing.

Standing, I rounded the table
to stand behind him.� Wrapping my arms around
his waist, I hugged him against me.� �You
are very welcome,� I whispered in his ear.�
Lowering my head, I kissed the side of his neck where the throat met the
shoulder.� �Happy White Day.�

Shuichi turned around as much
as my vise-like grip on him could allow and rising up on his toes, pressed his
lips against mine.� �I love you, Eiri.�

When he smiled at me, I
couldn�t help but return it.

Conking our foreheads
together, I whispered, �Me, too.�

---TBC---

Preview:�
�Forgive Me For�

A/N:�
Just what was Eiri speaking about?�
What indiscretions?� Stay tuned
and find out next week.
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